Facing the questioning, Chen Baoxiang could only smile bitterly.
"You two, this matter has nothing to do with me. That night, groups of people came and went in a dizzying manner. I was confused for a long time. You two took people out of Luoyuan Mansion and took them away.
Already..."
Chen Baoxiang pretending to be stupid is the only way to deal with it.
"Boss Chen, I want you to put up a sign in the store——"
With a respectful smile, he walked behind the counter and gestured.
"Put it on this wall and write a few words - 'The place where the Eighth Front Army was captured alive while traveling across the sea'."
"What?"
Bi Gong smiled with satisfaction: "That's it, put up a sign to let all the friends in the Eighth Front Army know that I have control over the sea. They have four killers, two against four. Whatever they have, they will come for us.
Don’t cause trouble with the imperial army!”
This is of course a joke. If a sign is erected on the rice shop, Chen Baoxiang will have no choice but to close it.
Moreover, he couldn't offend Bi Gong and Bi Jing, let alone the Eighth Front Army.
"Boss Chen, tell the truth, you are an honest man, and the Eighth Front Army is taking advantage of you. These people are used to buying people's hearts, and I have learned this a long time ago. But you don't have to be afraid, I have my eyeliner outside, these people dare to come
, I will come to catch a turtle in an urn..."
Bi Jing never spoke, just folded his hands and looked out the door.
Chen Baoxiang understood that gongs have thousands of sounds and drumsticks have a fixed sound.
No matter how much Bi Gong talks, Bi Jing will still be the boss in the end.
"What do they want?"
"What secret did they save Xu Huzi for?"
"They are not doing it for the gold."
Bi Jing said three sentences in a row, each of which was confusing and had different meanings.
"Second brother, what are you talking about? Why not gold? I heard that the lurkers of the Eighth Front Army in Zhaoyuan risked their lives to collect gold just to hand it over to the northwest headquarters. These people have more faith than the sky.
Gao, even if I die of poverty and starvation, I will send all the gold there!"
Chen Baoxiang seemed to understand Bi Jing's words. He leaned against the pillar and followed Bi Jing's example, staring at the door.
Outside the door is a street with shiny bluestones. In the twelfth lunar month, even a drop of water falling on it can freeze in the blink of an eye.
Chen Baoxiang thought that if Zhaoyuan's gold transport team passed by the Zihe River and the river was frozen and could cross the river on ice, the battle would become extremely fierce.
He recalled that when he passed the Zihe Beach, the river was seventy paces wide at its widest and thirty paces long at its narrowest.
In such a wide range of pursuit and fighting, no one may be able to succeed easily.
The so-called "outsmarting the birth date" has turned into a big melee.
"Boss Chen, you have great feng shui here!"
Bi Jing's words became more and more mysterious, and Chen Baoxiang was unable to respond.
"The city of Jinan is a square chessboard. The west wall is the border between Chu and Han, and to the east and west are the red and black squares. Once a fight breaks out, the canines are intertwined, and the outcome is unpredictable. It is a real life-or-death situation. In troubled times
, in the chaos, someone went to such great lengths to rescue Xu Huzi, apparently for the sake of gold——"
Bi Jing said so much in one breath, all Chen Baoxiang could understand was the word "chess game".
He knows a little bit about chess, but he can't tell who is red and who is black in the east city and west city. At the end of a game, who is the player and who is the pawn?
"A bigger bet must be a bigger bet!"
Bi Jing shrank his neck and looked back at Bi Gong.
Bi Gong immediately replied: "Second brother, the informant will be here soon."
"Okay, if you find the clues, you can follow the clues."
Chen Baoxiang stood there numbly, his heart trembling with emotion.
It was Gu Lanchun who pretended to be Bing Gong, and she was the one who kidnapped Xu Huzi. At this moment, any mistake could put them into a crisis.
Soon, a thin man wearing a black felt hat flashed in, his eyes rolled around and he looked wretched.
"Tell me, do you know about Xu Huzi?"
"Yes, I heard from the informants in Yidu County that when Xu Huzi was arrested, the Japanese found some things from him, including oceans, banknotes, daggers, pocket watches, maps, gold scales... and there was another thing, too.
People pay attention, it is half a chess piece, a red rook - half a rook."
"Where are the chess pieces?"
"Hehe, hehe..."
The thin man laughed a few times but did not respond.
Bi Gong took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and gently tossed it over.
The thin man was agile, like a monkey fishing for the moon, grabbed the gold bar, immediately put it into his mouth, bit it, took it out, and looked at the light at the door to see the tooth marks on it.
"Where are the chess pieces?"
The thin man put the little yellow croaker into his pocket, then took out a greasy cloth bag and opened it on the table, revealing half of the chess pieces inside.
"What else are you talking about in Yidu County?"
"The gold transporters in Zhaoyuan are all death squads. Before setting off, they drank blood wine and swore a poisonous oath. Gold will survive when people are alive, and gold will survive when people die. If anyone dares to embezzle gold, or does not do his best when transporting gold, he will be punished.
Five thunders struck his head and he died, and the whole family did not end well."
"That's not surprising, what else is there?"
"That gold transport channel not only transports gold, but also transports important people from the west to the east -"
Bi Gong sneered and laughed: "Fart, what a fart! What do you mean going west to east? Everyone knows that the imperial army successively occupied dangerous areas, Gaomi, and Yantai, set up blockades everywhere, built gun towers, and killed people every day. Those big shots came from
Fleeing from the east to the west, how could it be possible to go from the west to the east? Are they stupid?"
The thin man scratched his head: "I don't know about that. I'll just listen to whatever Baodao hears."
Bi Jing stretched out his hand and patted it twice: "Awesome, awesome, these Eighth Front Army are really powerful! Brother, Bao Da heard it right. Some of the Eighth Front Army's big shots did go from the west to the east. These are all gods, and they are not at all
Afraid of life and death, going over there is to organize a team and fight to the death with the imperial army."
"What? Just rely on them? Domestic lances, javelins, hatchets, made in Hanyang...the imperial army all has 38 guns, machine guns, and armored vehicles! Joke, joke..."
"Boy, the news has been delivered, I'll take my leave first!"
The thin man nodded and bowed, backed out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Boss Chen, I just heard that someone was talking to you about cooperation?"
Chen Baoxiang could only answer: "Yes, there is money from a sponsor to open a restaurant in Grand View Garden."
This is business and he is not afraid of others knowing.
The louder the shouting, the less Mr. Miao dared to stumble secretly.
"Okay, it's getting bigger and bigger and more profitable. In the future, Boss Chen will have a piece of land in Jinan City!"
Uncle Miao brought Boss Zhang here just now, which made Chen Baoxiang very angry, but he did not dare to vent.
He couldn't afford to offend Uncle Miao. Besides, business was all about making money by being friendly. There was no need to mess up his nose or face just for a few gossips.
"Let's go."
Bi Jing stood up and quickly followed without saying a word.
Chen Baoxiang felt relieved as he sent the two plague gods out.
Unexpectedly, just after lunch time, Uncle Miao sent two boys to bring a pig hind leg and a whole sheep over, saying that they were specially prepared for Chen Baoxiang as a New Year gift.
Chen Baoxiang was stunned. It was really rare for the rich to give New Year gifts to the poor in Jinan city.
The boy handed a letter with both hands, saying that Uncle Miao had repeatedly asked Chen Baoxiang to open it in person.
Chen Baoxiang hurriedly read the letter. The content above was extremely sincere: "Brother Baoxiang is as good as his words. The matter of cooperation in business depends entirely on your words. If it is inconvenient, just wait for the next time. I will never complain at all. Brother
My acquaintances are vast and my friends are like clouds. If I have offended someone, I will always look forward to it. When my body recovers, I will definitely come to my door and bear my thorns to apologize."
The signature is Uncle Miao's name and personal seal, there is no doubt about it.
Chen Baoxiang was a little confused, because the last few sentences in the letter were very frightening, and he was afraid that there was a misunderstanding.
He gave the boy a few copper coins to trick him.
The boy said that when Uncle Miao and Boss Zhang left the rice shop and went for a stroll on Furong Street, they were beaten up by a group of men in black. After the beating, they warned that no one dared to offend Boss Chen Baoxiang.
Chen Baoxiang's head buzzed, it was clear that someone was framing him.
He didn't dare to offend Uncle Miao verbally, let alone track and beat him?
"This... this, go back and report to Uncle Miao. I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding here. Please rest assured that Uncle Miao can recover and come to visit another day."
After the boy left, he asked Liu Yue'e to take the pig legs and whole sheep to the backyard, rub them with coarse salt temporarily, and put them in a large wooden basin for later use.
Now that he had the pig head, pig legs, and whole sheep, he could really get started and prepare a decent New Year's Eve dinner.
Three years have passed since the Japanese occupied Jinan.
Every New Year's Eve, the first, fifth and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, people in Jinan have a miserable time. Even the firecrackers are not loud enough.
In the evening, Chuanwen and Chuanwu came back and saw the pig legs and the whole sheep. They were both happy.
"Dad, let's have a good time this year. I'm going to buy firecrackers and let them go... We brothers have also made money, so we have to work a few more shifts..."
Liu Yue'e was happy, but Chen Baoxiang was not happy.
The cargo bay is the lifeblood of the Japanese. They work overtime here, and all kinds of weapons and bullets are continuously sent to the south, but the Chinese are still being beaten.
Chuanwu didn't look at Chen Baoxiang's face and muttered, talking about all the excitement of the previous New Year's Eve.
"Dad, we will set off more than a dozen firecrackers on New Year's Eve. They are loud and loud, and people and wealth will be prosperous. I will go to the market tomorrow, buy the firecrackers, and put them on the windowsill to dry first, hey hey hey... put enough.
Make enough noise..."
Chen Baoxiang ate half a bowl of rice and walked to the yard alone.
He thought of Bi Gong and Bi Jing. The one who beat Uncle Miao and Boss Zhang must be one of their men.
When they came in, Uncle Miao was rude and he would get into trouble only if he offended someone. However, the two of them blamed him for the beating, leaving him speechless and unable to explain. From then on, it became Jinan City
The bad guy in there.
"It's really like sitting at home behind closed doors. Misfortune comes from the sky... I, Chen Baoxiang, just want to be a businessman. Who knew that if I was forced to move forward, I would turn into a bully?"
He was a little reluctant, but thinking about Uncle Miao's arrogant face, he felt that it was no big deal to just hit him.
As Chuan Wu said, it’s time to stand up and do something——